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Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!

Bertolt Brecht

If art reflects life, it does so with special mirrors.
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Art Mirrors Special
For once you must try not to shirk the facts: mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.
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Alive Sex Trying
One must live well to know what living is.
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Knows Live Must Well
Those who have had no share in the good fortunes of the mighty Often have a share in their misfortunes.
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Fortune Good Mighty Share
The defeats and victories of the fellows at the top aren’t always defeats and victories for the fellows at the bottom.
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Defeat Sunset Victory
Oh why do we not say the important things, it would be so easy, and we are damned because we do not.
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Dammed Easy Important
In the contradiction lies the hope.
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Contradiction Hope Lying
You can’t write poems about trees when the woods are full of policemen.
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Tree Wood Writing
Those who take the most from the table, teach contentment. Those for whom the taxes are destined, demand sacrifice. Those who eat their fill, speak to the hungry, of wonderful times to come. Those who lead the country into the abyss, call ruling difficult, for ordinary folk.
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Contentment Country Sacrifice
The finest plans have always been spoiled by the littleness of them that should carry them out. Even emperors can’t do it all by themselves.
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Finest Spoil
Poverty makes you sad as well as wise.
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Poverty Wells Wise
I was called up in the war and sent to a hospital. I dressed wounds, applied iodine, gave enemas, did blood transfusions. If the doctor ordered: “Brecht, amputate a leg!”, I would reply, “Certainly, Your Excellency!”, and cut off the leg. If I was told, “Perform a trepanning!”
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Cutting Men Transfusion War
When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.
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Fall Rain Summer
To live means to finesse the processes to which one is subjugated.
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Finesse Mean Process
I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.
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About Country Live Place
General, man is very useful. He can fly and he can kill. But he has one defect: He can think.
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Defect Men Thinking

Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!

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